Showing posts with label chicago. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chicago. Show all posts
Wednesday, May 25, 2022
Addendum
A few people, however, should insist that other city stinks and that home city is much better.
Tuesday, May 24, 2022
Scene Dressing
The easiest way to make your world feel real is for everyone to think some other city is way cooler. We will call this the Paris Method.
Monday, May 16, 2022
On the Replacement of Mythical Figures
"Gee, Jenny, I just got these two tickets to the next Real Time Dracula show. Would you, um, maybe, would you, well, I was thinking we could go together . . ."
"With you? Not a chance. Wait. Did you say Real Time Dracula? I'd love to go!"
Scenes similar to that were incited across the country and southern Canada when the Real Time Dracula bus rode the highways from venue to venue. Nothing could stop those musical masters from rocking every city on their route.
Except a portal through space and time! "Whoaaaaaa," the band members said, as well they might. They understood nothing they saw when they looked out the windows. How could they? Even science has nothing to say about it.
At last the bus settled. The windows showed nothing but fog outside, but at least the band members and roadies knew what that was from Chicago shows.
The door at the front opened and a man stepped inside, bearded, pointy of hat and long of staff. "I am Merlin, the sorcerer. Real Time Dracula! The world needs your help! Dracula has been kidnapped! You must take his place, find him, and free him!"
"Why?"
"Pardon?"
"Why would it help anyone for us to do that?" the bassist asked.
"Hm. Good point. I suppose it wouldn't. Never mind. Sorry for the trouble." Merlin raised his gnarled staff. The bus fell through another portal and landed in Phoenix just in time for the concert. Rock and roll!
Finis
"With you? Not a chance. Wait. Did you say Real Time Dracula? I'd love to go!"
Scenes similar to that were incited across the country and southern Canada when the Real Time Dracula bus rode the highways from venue to venue. Nothing could stop those musical masters from rocking every city on their route.
Except a portal through space and time! "Whoaaaaaa," the band members said, as well they might. They understood nothing they saw when they looked out the windows. How could they? Even science has nothing to say about it.
At last the bus settled. The windows showed nothing but fog outside, but at least the band members and roadies knew what that was from Chicago shows.
The door at the front opened and a man stepped inside, bearded, pointy of hat and long of staff. "I am Merlin, the sorcerer. Real Time Dracula! The world needs your help! Dracula has been kidnapped! You must take his place, find him, and free him!"
"Why?"
"Pardon?"
"Why would it help anyone for us to do that?" the bassist asked.
"Hm. Good point. I suppose it wouldn't. Never mind. Sorry for the trouble." Merlin raised his gnarled staff. The bus fell through another portal and landed in Phoenix just in time for the concert. Rock and roll!
Finis
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